Chapter 36: The man in white reappears

As soon as the voice fell, Shi Mingyu's body suddenly flew out.
"Bang!" He slammed it on the opposite wall.
"Puff!" Shi Mingyu spit out a big mouthful of blood and fainted directly.
"Who?" Old Yan was shocked at the moment and asked.
I don't know when, a figure appeared in front of Ye Fan, it was the swordsman in white that appeared before!
The white-clothed man took a step forward, held onto Ye Fan's falling body, and asked with concern: "Master Ye Fan, I'm sorry, I'm late, how are you?"
"Master? What do you mean, who are you...? How do you know... my name?"
Did he still show up? But who is he? Why call me Master? Ye Fan was full of questions at this time.
In fact, he had thought that this mysterious master would appear before, but it was not clear whether the whole person was an enemy or a friend Ye Fan, because he didn't know whether this person was to help Su Yurou or himself, but now it seems that this person does indeed Have been helping myself.
"Master, I'll talk to you in detail later, you should recover first and leave it to me here." The white-clothed man finished speaking, turned his head, and stared at Yan Lao with no warm eyes.
Old Yan was horrified at this moment. He didn't even know how this man in white appeared here. What did this show? This shows that the opponent's strength is far from what he can understand.
And since the white-clothed man appeared, although he had been talking to Ye Fan before and hadn't even glanced at him, Yan Lao clearly felt a huge unimaginable aura locked in him, making him afraid to move. He knew that if he acted rashly, he would definitely die without a burial place.
"Your Excellency, I think the previous misunderstandings were all misunderstandings. In fact, I still want to make friends with little brother Ye Fan." Yan Laoqiang squeezed a smile.
"Make friends? Are you worthy too?" The white-clothed man said coldly.
A trace of anger flashed in Old Yan’s eyes, but then he hid it, accompanied by a smiling face: "Yes, yes, you are right, I am not worthy. I used to look down on people, your lord has a lot, don’t care about me. ."
"You...damn it!" The white-clothed man walked towards Yan Lao step by step.
"Your Excellency, do you really want to kill them all? I...I'm from the Cangshan faction!" Yan Lao shouted in panic, this was his last trump card.
He used to be a member of the Cangshan Sect of the cultivation world, but later Yan Lao took the initiative to leave the Cangshan Sect because of his greed for the pros and cons of the world, and came to Shijia to hold a position similar to worship.
Seeing that the other party was obviously a member of the cultivation world, Yan Lao reported the name of the Cangshan Sect, because the Cangshan Sect was also considered to be a large sect in the cultivation world. He hoped that the other party would be scrupulous and let him go.
However, when the white-clothed man heard Yan Lao's words, there was not even a trace of fluctuation in his eyes.
Seeing that the other party was unmoved, Yan Lao immediately gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with a ruthless look.
"Go to hell!"
Old Yan shot instantly, making a fist with his right hand, and directly attacked the white-clothed man's chest.
This punch, with all the strength Yan Lao exhausted, was extremely fast! Accompanied by a strong wind.
The white-clothed man just glanced at Yan Lao faintly, with a move with his right hand, a sword appeared in the white-clothed man's hand out of thin air.
It was still the sword that the white-clothed man held last time, but at this moment the sword was out of its sheath. Strangely, only the light blue hilt could be seen, but the blade was not visible.
Yan Lao's attack immediately reached the white-clothed man, but at this moment, he saw the sword in the white-clothed man's hand.
Old Yan's pupils shrank violently, and then suddenly withdrew his fist so abruptly.
"Puff!" Because of the backlash effect brought about by forcibly retracting the move, Yan Lao spouted a big mouthful of blood.
His complexion instantly became horrified, as if thinking of something that could be photographed, he muttered: "Qing...Qingshuang Hanbing Sword, you...you are..."
The white-clothed man held the sword in his right hand and lightly moved forward. An instant red dot appeared on Yan's eyebrows, his eyes widened and his body fell backward.
Kill with one sword!
Old Yan has no chance to continue.
The white-clothed man glanced at Yan Lao lightly, and the sword in his hand had disappeared at some point.
Looking back at the scene that had just happened, Ye Fan couldn't help being shocked by the strength of the white-clothed man in front of him. How strong is he?
"Master, how are you?" The white-clothed man walked to Ye Fan and asked softly.
Ye Fan glanced at him, and didn't answer his question directly, but instead asked, "Who are you on earth? Why do you want to help me?"
The white-clothed man took a deep look at Ye Fan and said, "Master, there are some things that I can't tell you yet, but you have to remember that your parents have been looking for you and they care about you very much."
"Parents? Ha ha, do I still have parents?" Ye Fan laughed at himself, then his eyes suddenly became cold, and a strong hatred flashed in his eyes.
Parents, these two words have always been Ye Fan's biggest demon!
Ye Fan is an orphan, or rather, an outcast! When he was picked up, he was still in his infancy, and was thrown at the door of a ruined temple in the cold winter.
Ever since Ye Fan learned of this, the resentment in his heart has been unstoppable! Since you gave birth to me, why do you abandon me again? Even if I was sent to the orphanage by myself, I could live. But you threw me at the door of a ruined temple in the cold winter night!
That obviously wanted me to die, hehe, but he couldn't bear to kill his newborn child with his own hands, and chose to hide his ears and steal the bell!
But if a child under one year old meets a kindhearted person and sends me to the orphanage, is there a dead end?
As the saying goes, tiger poison does not eat children, how could there be such cruel parents in the world!
Seeing the deep hatred on Ye Fan’s face, the person in white sighed deeply and said, "Master, please remember that there are no parents who don’t love their children! There were too many of them at the beginning. For all these years, they have not given up looking for you, for you they..."
The white-clothed man said this, without going on, just saying: "Master, please don't hate them, they really...love you very much."
"Okay, I don't hate it." Ye Fan's voice was very weak.
A touch of melancholy and sadness, as if everything is very light, except for the deep sadness accumulated because of the light!
The person in white sighed in his heart, knowing that Ye Fan was insincere, but this matter can't be said clearly in one sentence, forget it, there will be a day when the truth will come to light.
"Master, I can't be in the secular world for too long, I'm going back, take care!" The white-clothed man said softly.
"You haven't answered me yet, who are you? Also, what do you mean by the secular world?" Ye Fan asked.
"My name is Bai Tianyi, and I am your mother's...friend. Master, take care!"
As soon as the voice fell, the white-clothed man disappeared out of thin air in front of Ye Fan!
"Hey, you haven't told me yet, what does the secular world mean? Hey!" Ye Fan shouted.
But no one answered him.
Ye Fan took a deep breath and calmed down. There are so many things that happened today.
And the most important thing is that he knew that his parents were still alive. The man in white who just appeared definitely knew his parents, but he didn't tell him many things. Was it because of his weakness? And what does the secular world he just said?
Is there another world besides this world, what kind of world is that?
"Ok..."
At the moment when the night was fanciful, Su Yurou on the bed seemed to woke up, panting, and moaning in her small mouth that seemed like nothing.
Ye Fan immediately recovered and walked over quickly.
At this time, Su Yurou's medicinal power had completely taken off, her complexion flushed, and her hands kept clutching her clothes.
"Yurou, how are you?" Ye Fan asked anxiously.
"Hot...I'm so hot..." Su Yurou exhaled like blue, full of a strange allure.